Elizabeth entered the cart, mesmerized by the silver Claymore sword that its sheath was made of silver, didn't care if their gifting terms were rude! The head of a wolf was at the end of its hilt. It was fantastic and she would make it her favorite one from now on. She heaved out a breath that they were returning in peace.
Glancing out, she saw three giant gray wolves that were following them. Perhaps, they were making sure that the humans would not stay within their borders.
"Nice, I am coming home, sister!" She smiled, looking at her gloves, she drew her hand on the red rose and added, "I am listening to your suggestion. I am going to start to explore over the world."
While repeating the words to herself, she felt that something was wiggling in her hood. Closing her eyes, she listened to the voice, it wasn't a pixie because no fluttering wings she heard, but it was a small creature, surely. She remained silent and motionless.
